乌镇湖羊,梦里的家乡菜童年的味觉真是一生的记忆,有时候我想念父亲了,与他的面容同时跳出来的往往是一碗他喜爱的家乡菜,而幼小的我仿佛就站在他身边,吞着唾液仰视他的嚼肌一动一动。父亲是不吃四脚动物的上海滩文人,我妈妈又属羊,都有借口将羊肉拒之门外,造成我童年几乎没有尝过羊肉的味道,对家乡乌镇名扬 Wuzhen Hu sheep, dream hometown childhood taste is really a lifetime of memories, and sometimes I miss my father, and his face is often jumped out of a bowl of his favorite hometown cuisine, and I seem to stand young His side, swallowing saliva up his chewing muscle one move. His father was a literary man on the beach who did not eat tetrapods, and his mother was a sheep. All of them had an excuse to keep mutton out of the door, causing me almost no taste of mutton during my childhood.